Chapter 387

Chapter 387: I Was Wrong

“Alright.”

Thinking of the other person being the host here, Ye Jian nodded in agreement.

Soon, Ye Jian arrived at the Red Flame Immortal Palace, where the other party opened the formations to welcome her in.

Entering the formations, Ye Jian discovered that the inside of the Red Flame Immortal Palace was vastly different from the outside.

From the outside, it looked like a lifeless rocky planet, somewhat resembling Mars in the solar system.

But upon entering the Red Flame Immortal Palace, it was a vibrant paradise.

Here, the vegetation was lush, and streams flowed gently—it was truly a fairyland.

"Please, Ye Jian."

Ming Zhe led Ye Jian into a palace within the Immortal Palace, which served as the main hall of the Red Flame Immortal Palace.

At this moment, countless cultivators were bustling about inside, all of them disciples of the Red Flame Immortal Palace.

Finally, Ming Zhe brought Ye Jian to a luxurious guest area.

"Ye Jian, I have already sent someone to capture Wu Jianjun. Please wait a while, Ye Jian," Ming Zhe said with a smile.

"No worries."

Since it was her first time here and the other party was so friendly, Ye Jian was willing to give him some face.

"May I ask where you come from, Ye Jian?" Ming Zhe inquired.

After thinking for a moment, Ye Jian replied, "I come from the barren prison."

"Is Ye Jian a part of the Abandoned Prison lineage?" Ming Zhe was surprised.

"Somewhat," Ye Jian nodded.

As Ming Zhe and Ye Jian sat in a palace conversing, deep underground, ten thousand meters below the Red Flame Immortal Palace, a young man triggered a restriction in a cave.

"What is it?" A faint voice echoed in response.

"Ancestor, there’s trouble."

"Come in."

In the next moment, the cave restriction opened.

The young man stepped inside to find an elderly man sitting cross-legged within.

"Ancestor, one of your juniors has caused trouble."

"What happened?"

"It’s like this…"

The young man then explained the situation.

Upon hearing his words, the elderly man furrowed his brow. "I provided Wu Jianjun with so many cultivation resources before my seclusion; why would he do such a thing?"

"Ancestor, Wu Jianjun loves to gamble; he lost all the resources you gave him," the young man explained.

"Who dares to take my junior’s resources?" the old man asked forcefully.

"Ancestor, fifty years ago, the Son of God from the Sky Sword Sect passed by. Young Master Wu wanted to win others’ spirit stones but unexpectedly lost everything. He borrowed many resources from us and lost them to the other party…"

Hearing this, the old man’s mouth twitched slightly.

"This rebellious grandson, how did he get into gambling?"

"Ancestor, Young Master Wu started gambling when the Son of God from the Sky Sword Sect came here to play forty years ago. He played with him for a while and then became fond of gambling…"

"Madman, not learning anything good!"

"What cultivation level does Ye Jian have, and what is her background?" the old man asked lightly.

Upon hearing this, the young man looked at a piece of communication jade.

"Elder Ming Zhe said she should be in the early Tribulation stage. I also inquired about her background; she claims to come from the Barren Domain," the young man replied calmly.

"Is she the only one from the Barren Domain lineage?"

"Yes."

"Alright, I will go meet her." After the old man spoke, his body quickly vanished.

Moments later, he appeared on the ground.

Soon, he arrived at a palace.

"Supreme Elder."

Inside the palace, Ye Jian was speaking with Ming Zhe.

Seeing the newcomer, Ming Zhe respectfully saluted.

"Please, friend, I am Wu Hongyan, the Supreme Elder of the Red Flame Immortal Palace." The old man cupped his hands towards Ye Jian and extended his divine sense.

"Friend Wu, I am Ye Jian, the master of the barren prison."

Ye Jian also cupped her hands, suppressing her divine sense to the early Tribulation stage level.

Perceiving that Ye Jian was in the early Tribulation stage, Wu Hongyan’s expression did not change.

He said to Ye Jian, "Ye Jian claims to be the master of the barren prison. Did something happen with Black Ming?"

Hearing this, Ye Jian thought of the man in the black robe who had ambushed her, surely that person was King Black Ming.

"King Black Ming is no more," Ye Jian replied lightly.

"Black Ming actually perished; that’s really…" Wu Hongyan sighed and shook his head.

"I had some connections with King Black Ming; I never expected he would pass away at such a young age. I wonder how he fell?"

"I killed him," Ye Jian’s calm voice echoed.

"Uh…"

Upon hearing this, Wu Hongyan suddenly found himself at a loss for words.

"Well, actually, I did not have much connection with King Black Ming. The fact that you could kill him shows that your strength must be extraordinary," Wu Hongyan quickly tried to cover up his surprise.

"Friend Wu, do you have something to say to me?"

Ye Jian noticed that Wu Hongyan seemed to have something on his mind and couldn’t help but ask.

Upon hearing Ye Jian’s words, Wu Hongyan organized his thoughts and said, "To be honest with you, Ye Jian, the Wu Jianjun you are looking for is a useless descendant of mine…"

"So what do you want to say?" Ye Jian squinted her eyes.

"I apologize on behalf of this useless descendant. Moreover, I am willing to compensate you for any losses, so I hope you can give me some face. Among all my descendants, only this one has some talent and has the chance to inherit my legacy, so…" Wu Hongyan said to Ye Jian.

Having a descendant who committed such acts left him with little dignity as an elder.

"If he is a useless descendant, then why keep him?" Ye Jian said coldly.

She didn’t expect that the Transformation stage cultivator who crossed her was actually a descendant of a late Tribulation stage great emperor, and that his elder was willing to vouch for him.

With a great emperor level powerhouse as an elder, did they still need to resort to such robbery and killing? Ye Jian truly couldn’t understand.

She had vowed to make the other party suffer, so now, even if a great emperor pleaded for mercy, she couldn’t possibly let him go.

"Friend, can’t you give me some face?"

Hearing Ye Jian’s icy words, Wu Hongyan frowned immediately.

He spoke to her gently, but did not expect her to give him no respect at all.

How dare a mere early Tribulation stage cultivator speak to me like this, a late Tribulation stage great emperor?

"What if I don’t give you face?"

Ye Jian stood up directly.

It seemed that Wu Hongyan wanted to protect that descendant, so Ye Jian decided to capture him personally.

Of course, as long as Wu Hongyan did not act against her, she wouldn’t strike first; after all, the other party had shown good attitude earlier.

"It seems you are not willing to give me this face. In that case, let’s take this outside for a fight. If I win, I will still apologize to you, and if I lose, you can deal with my useless descendant. What do you think?" Wu Hongyan said to Ye Jian.

Upon hearing Wu Hongyan’s words, Ye Jian narrowed her eyes.

"You talk too much. How about this: if you can withstand a single finger from me, I will let your descendant go. How does that sound?"

After saying that, she demonstrated the divine sense pressure of the Immortal Realm and slowly extended her finger.

Feeling the immense divine sense pressure, Wu Hongyan was instantly terrified.

The next moment, he knelt down right in front of Ye Jian.

"Senior, I was wrong! Please spare my life! I no longer want this descendant, and I will have someone bring him to you for disposal…" Wu Hongyan hastily begged for mercy, banging his head on the ground with a loud thud.

On the other side, Ming Zhe was already stunned; he felt Ye Jian’s pressure, which was as deep as the sea, and collapsed onto the ground.